Summary

When he was thirteen, Peter babysat a four-year-old Stiles Stilinski and the Hales ended up having to leave town that very night.

Fourteen years later, Laura Hale goes missing in the vicinity of Beacon Hills.

For the record, Peter didn’t plan any of this. He literally just watched the boy because Talia made him. This is why nobody asks him to watch the children, and it’s not his fault.

8/11/18: “You’re supposed to be my alpha,” he finally says. He’s sputtering a little, and it’s embarrassing, and he can’t stop himself long enough to fix it. “You’re my—you’re my sister. You’re—I watched him once, fourteen years ago, and the next time I saw him—I’ve spent about a day here and for large chunks of that time, I’ve been unconscious or trapped in a demon’s mind and—you’re supposed to be telling me this! This!”

“What am I supposed to be telling you?” Talia says, frowning. “That he’s still actually a teenager and the age gap will be creepy even before you get to the babysitting backstory, and also twenty-four hours is more like obsession and we don’t actually want to live here and all that? That’s what I should be saying?”